Page 102 of Bound By Crimson
He grinned. “You’ll love it.”
They stepped into the tall green corridors, leaves brushing their shoulders as they turned corners and doubled back.
Lyric laughed when Kai pretended to lose them, then darted ahead.
She chased him.
He disappeared.
She spun in circles until his hand reached out from behind a wall of ivy and pulled her in with a playful growl.
They stumbled together into the center of the maze, breathless and laughing.
The space opened into a small circular clearing—stone bench, marble birdbath, the sound of bees somewhere nearby.
It was quiet here.
Secluded.
Dreamlike.
Kai cupped her face and kissed her.
Deep.
Certain.
She melted into him, heart pounding, hands pressing against his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart under her palms.
The world around them blurred—sky and grass and hedges melting into something golden and still.
He kissed her again, slower this time, and when his lips brushed along her jaw, she gasped softly into the heat between them.
It felt like their world had stopped.
Kai’s hands slid down to her hips, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them.
He laid her down gently on the soft grass, his body moving over hers like it was something sacred, something inevitable.
Sunlight filtered through the maze walls, casting dappled patterns across his bare shoulders as he hovered above her.
Every touch was slow.
Every kiss lingered a heartbeat too long.
It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t desperate.
It was reverent—like he was memorizing her.
When he entered her, she arched into him with a soft cry, her hands sliding up his back, clinging to him as if he might vanish.
Their bodies moved together slowly, rhythmically, matched to the rustle of leaves and the far-off hum of bees.
The earth cradled them.
The walls of green held them.
The sunlight crowned them.
